The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

Song Zhao sat cross-legged on the bed, hugged his sister's arm obediently, with sly cat eyes, and a sticky voice, "Sister, I don't think Duan Ziqi is good enough for you, why don't you cancel this marriage?" .”

Song Yao frowned slightly, and warned seriously, "Zhao Zhao, you can just tell me this, but don't say a word to others, otherwise people will hear it, and they should say that we, Song Jia, are proud of our achievements.

Although the background of the Duan family is average, it is the best family that my grandmother and father could choose for me in the family. Mr. Duan is also well-known among the children of the family, so I will not suffer from marrying. "

Song Zhao was melancholy.

It would be great if my sister was as young as her, and I could wait a few more years, when the Song family would become stronger and find a better husband for my sister.

Blinking, Song Zhao whispered to Song Yao, "But today I overheard Duan's servants saying that Duan Ziqi is a hypocrite, not as gentle as jade on the surface, but actually has a violent personality, and often punishes him behind his back. How can a person be entrusted with such a narrow mind for a lifetime."

She has the hole cards in her hand, and she is not afraid that her sister will be tricked again, but she is afraid that her sister will be deceived by Duan Ziqi's sanctimoniousness, and will be wounded all over in the end.

So Song Zhaode first gave Song Yao eye drops, and raised his guard against Duan Ziqi.

When Song Yao heard this, her demure and gentle eyes trembled, "Really? Could it be that those servants were resentful after being punished and intentionally damaged the reputation of Mr. Duan? When we don't know the truth of the matter, we still don't want to make judgments like others."

Song Zhao's face was serious, "Sister, I'd rather believe what I have than what I don't have. Marriage is not a child's play. How about this? There will be a horse race tomorrow. I'll help you try Duan Ziqi's conduct and see if he's worth it." You marry."

In the previous life, Duan Ziqi tried his best to show off his personal charm at this horse race, which aroused Song Yao's admiration and utter devotion to him.

And this time because of her intervention, although Song Yao didn't fall in love with him as much as in the previous life, she still had some affection for him after all.

Therefore, in Song Zhao's plan, first of all, the good image of Duan Ziqi in Song Yao's heart must be disintegrated, and finally, the darkest and most unbearable secrets of Duan Ziqi must be revealed.

To save my fragile-hearted sister from being irritated.

Song Yao felt that what Song Zhao said was reasonable, so he nodded in agreement, but he still told him uneasy, "However, Zhao Zhao can't be too obvious. If he is found out, it will be blamed on me."

*

Song Zhao came out of Song Yao's room, but didn't go back to his room right away.

Instead, he chose a winding path and wandered aimlessly.

She lowered her head to think about how to make Duan Ziqi look ashamed at the horse race.

As we walked, a cold wind suddenly came blowing in front of us, carrying a familiar aura.

Song Zhao raised his eyes, and saw Si Yu walking casually in black clothes, as if blending into the night.

The two met on a narrow path.

Song Zhao thought to himself that the god of death was really coming, so he turned around reflexively and wanted to leave.

In the next second, an idea flashed in her mind, and a good idea suddenly popped up in her heart.

Song Zhao turned around quickly, showing a very surprised expression, "It's such a coincidence, you also came out for a walk~"

Si Yu didn't miss Song Zhao's dodging action at the beginning, and he still remembered that Song Zhao ignored his hatred during the day, and he felt even more upset.

Looking at Song Zhao's changed face now, it is obvious that he wants to make trouble.

This little girl with a bad belly.

The boy's eyes were condensed, his thin lips were pursed into a line, and he didn't want to talk to her at all.

He ignored Song Zhao and strode past her.

Song Zhao lowered his eyes resentfully.

However, Si Yu didn't take a few steps, and soon came back.

He had a sullen face, because he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, and his low voice was slightly hoarse, "What are you doing?"